it's not our fault it's an april mingle

[ladybro]

Who: S.S. Blameless
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Yes, for crew-mates and any visitors!
When: Month of April

[ aww mingle, no. ]

Comments

[beathach]

[and there's that suspiciously light, bratty tone again]

If it really bothers you, we could come up with a different code name.

[axiomed]

How about no. I have had enough names to last me a lifetime.

[beathach]

Mm, that's true enough. I'm afraid you're stuck with it then, professor.

[axiomed]

I doubt anyone will make use of it here.

[beathach]

[he just shrugs]

I already call you "professor". [as much as he teases, he's not going to use it himself]

[axiomed]

I am actually a professor.

[beathach]

[he. Actually rolls his eyes]

I don't use it as a title and you know that.

[axiomed]

It's not as thought I earned a PhD or anything.

[beathach]

[dryly]

Yes, I know. I have one, too.

[axiomed]

Maybe I should start calling you Doctor Beast.

[beathach]

Bite your tongue.

[axiomed]

I don't know. It is tempting.

[beathach]

I won't apologize for what'll happen if you do.

[axiomed]

I think I'd survive.

[ Now that they're on the topic. ] I'm still not sure why the code names are still relevant.

[beathach]

It's worth asking? I mean . . . we only came up with them to entertain ourselves. Maybe they use them out of necessity.

[axiomed]

Hmm. I suppose. All these realities are mixed . . . it's hard to gain a clear picture.

[beathach]

Mmm. It's . . . mm, it makes me wonder what happened, to make all of these different realities. What point in the past went differently and branched off into what they lived.

[axiomed]

It's a dangerous train of thought.

[ It invites a lot of doubt. Charles knows what kind of future he wants to reach. ]

I imagine our lives are very different already.

[beathach]

It is. That's why I only keep it to idly wondering.

[otherwise, he knows he'd get lost in it, wondering who and where and what screwed everything up]

Well, you sort of are building an entirely new future.

[axiomed]

[ Charles suspects his own role in things - but he's not interested in playing anyone else's idea of Charles Xavier save his own. ]

Yes. Though we don't know how successful we'll be.

[beathach]

It'll be successful.

[he rarely sounds so certain] Too much has happened for it not to be. I have hope.

[axiomed]

[ He softens. ]

As do I.

[beathach]

I know.

[he softens as well, smiling. He remembers what it was like not to have it, and he's thankful those days are behind them. It's why Charles is the professor to him again, not just "Charles"]

Have you thought about doing something here? While we wait to go back home?

[axiomed]

I'm open to suggestions.

[ He really doesn't know yet and he doesn't want to push himself on the other mutants until they're comfortable with him. ]

[beathach]

The only one I have right now is maybe . . . waiting until we - settle in more.

[and the other mutants get used to their existence]